Chapter Fifteen: Falling Flowers Have Intentions

nd she's living in poverty. She could make a living by performing for everyone, but Cloud Maiden is too proud. She said it would be better to sell herself to one master than to many patrons. So today...“She didn't just run away, she also feigned an attack elsewhere, tricking a few people in the courtyard.” Fu Zi Mo’s eyebrows were deep-set, he lifted the curtain and glanced out the window. The eagle was gone, and the sky in the distance was gradually darkening.

"My lord," Jin Mu rode his horse beside the carriage, his face heavy. "Should I dispatch someone to pursue them"

No one dares to defy the Wangye's wishes, that woman actually dared to leave like this. If she were caught, even if she didn't die, she would lose half her life.

The people in the carriage remained silent for a long time, until he lowered the curtain. Then, a cold voice came from inside the carriage, “Tell the people at Miyu Pavilion to look for her. If they find her, don’t startle her, just follow her secretly.”

Jin Mu was astonished. The Miyu Pavilion was the largest intelligence organization in Nanyue Kingdom. Although outwardly, it appeared to be just a martial arts sect, only King Wuxuan's confidants knew that the Miyu Pavilion was merely an extension of the Wuxuan Wangfu's intelligence agency.

Anything from the Mihua Pavilion can be said to be 100% accurate, so every piece of information can be sold for thousands of gold coins. To use the Mihua Pavilion to find out a woman's whereabouts...

Kimu dared not recklessly guess the master's thoughts, he could only be secretly alarmed, and quickly conveyed the master's orders.

Inside the carriage in the center of the team, there was a wisp of incense from the Western Regions. The incense line was thin and fiery, and even the smoke was just a faint trace. A woman sat elegantly in her strict brocade robe. The edges of the robe followed the white fox fur, so that even on a winter day, it seemed to warm the heart without touching.

The woman smiled gently, clearly in a good mood. Although the carriage door was closed, her eyes kept glancing forward, as if she wanted to see something through the window.

"Elder sister, the car door is closed. You can't see Wang Ye even if you look again. You've been on the road for so long, why don't I help you send some snacks to Wang Ye" Sitting beside the woman in brocade was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl who looked smart. Seeing the woman's expression, she knew what she was thinking.

"You little imp," the woman in fine clothes said. She was Xiao Changyue, the only daughter of the current Minister of the Right and Empress Dowager's grandniece. She was also Princess Yongling, bestowed upon her by the emperor himself. In Nanyue Kingdom, except for the princess, she held the highest status among noblewomen.

If someone else had grown up in such a superior environment, they might have become arrogant and domineering. However, Xiao Changyue was different. Not only did she possess a pure and discerning heart, but she was also proficient in all arts, including playing the qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Therefore, within Fengqicheng, she was considered the first-rate noblewoman, renowned for both her talent and virtue.

The young girl beside her, Xiao Changyue's younger sister Xiao Yunqin, picked up the snacks on the small table and asked, "Sister, are these snacks a gift or not"

"What do you think" Xiao Changyue smiled gracefully, her every move exuding elegance and nobility.

“Of course, it has to be given. Not only should it be given, but it should also be given in a way that everyone knows.” Xiao Yunqin took the lacquered box and carefully placed the pastries inside. “This time, Elder Sister, as the princess of Nan Yue, went on a diplomatic mission to Bei Ming. She made great achievements. Now, the Empress Dowager has ordered King Wuxuan to personally welcome you at the border. This honor is considered the first in the history of Nan Yue. After returning to the capital this time, do you think the Empress Dowager will directly issue an imperial decree for marriage”

"You little rascal, don't talk nonsense. Who are we to guess the Empress Dowager's thoughts You can say this to me, but when you get home, don't dare mention it to your parents, or else you'll be facing the family law again." Xiao Changyue shook her head, her words full of reproach, yet her face betrayed a hint of delight.

Xiao Yunqin pouted, quite dissatisfied, muttering, “I really don’t know what’s good about Wu Xuan Wang. You’re so taken with him Look at the women around him, one after another, how much of a heartbreaker Do you plan to confront each one Will you even be able to keep up”

"Yunqin, be careful what you say!" Xiao Changyue's face darkened. She lifted the curtain and looked around. Seeing that there was no one else near the carriage, she let out a sigh of relief, "I've told you many times, some words cannot be spoken."

"Alright, alright." Xiao Yunqin nodded in response. She had already done everything, so what was there to fear

Because Martial Princess Xuan Wang, her eldest sister by blood, had on her hands the lives of countless fox spirits. Yet she still put on an act as if she had a kind heart like a Bodhisattva. If it wasn't for Father and Mother valuing her, and the Empress Dowager favoring her, she wouldn't even bother to fawn over this elder sister.

Thinking this way, Xiao Yunqin picked up the lacquered box and hailed the carriage driver, then stepped down from the carriage with a small stool.

The carriage procession was long; it took a while to walk from the middle to the front. Xiao Yunqin finally caught up with Fu Zimo's carriage and just as she was about to speak, Jin Mu said with a cold face: “Your Highness is resting, what is Miss Xiao here for”

"My elder sister thanks Lord Wang for his care along the way, and she's also afraid that Lord Wang might find the journey dull. She specially asked me to bring some pastries over." Xiao Yunqin smiled, thirteen or fourteen years old, at the very peak of her youth. Although she wasn't breathtakingly beautiful, she was considered pretty with a sweet face and seemingly pure eyes. Every time, they could put people at ease.

Jin Mu seemed not to have seen her intentionally flattering expression. He simply reached out his hand to her, "Miss Xiao, please give me the lacquered box. I'll take it for the King. When the King wakes up, I'll send it in."

"Uh... well, okay then." Xiao Yunqin's smile stiffened for a moment before blooming again as she gave the jade box to Jin He before walking back.

She had just turned and taken a few steps when she heard a cold voice from the carriage.

"Just throw it away, this king doesn't eat sweets."

That was clearly Fu Zimo's voice!

Xiao Yunqin's smile completely collapsed, and her eyes were filled with gloom. This Fu Zimo was indeed as rumored, cold-hearted, ruthless, and strangely eccentric.

On the vast plain, a caravan moved majestically forward. As the setting sun cast its golden hues, it painted a near-perfect picture. In this grand canvas, this small episode was quickly forgotten. Only inside the carriage, a man languidly rested his head, but his gaze grew increasingly cold and calculating.

Listen carefully, you could almost hear him whisper "Qin Luoyan" three times.

When the sun dips below the horizon, the night in Licity, a border city, just begins. Licity is adjacent to Yun City, another border city. However, unlike Yun City, Licity is closer to Beiming Kingdom. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so the customs of the people are naturally more open.

Because it lies on the vital trade route between Nan Yue and Bei Ming, its prosperity surpasses that of Yun City. Here you can find the world-famous Li Cheng Night Market.

It is said that in Li City's night market, there is nothing you can't find. All kinds of strange and bizarre things, anything you can think of, you can order here.

In a tea stall at the corner of a night market, Qin Luoyan held a cup of hot tea and sneezed. Who was talking bad about her behind her back

"Miss, two copper coins have bought me three bowls of hot tea. Are you treating hot tea like a meal" The teahouse owner wore a bitter face and stood beside Qin Luoyan, asking.

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